We are in New York. The Customs didn't even look at our stuff- and I packed so carefully, too. So now I can sew the labels back in my clothes.
~Our Nana (from one of the travel journals)
When we were kids, our Nana told us many stories about growing up in England. She loved England and she couldn't wait to share her England with us when we were old enough to appreciate it. Lucky for us, we could appreciate things at an early age! Our grandfather died unexpectedly when we were 15 and 20* and before that, our Nana and grandfather used to travel abroad together often. After his death, planning trips to England with me and Karen was a joy for her (and us). She had something to look forward to again. She took us to the places she grew up and all the places she had happy memories with her husband in the years before. We relived some of her favorite moments with her and made new favorite moments at the same time.
Karen and I have been experiencing what Nana must've felt as she planned our magic trips to England as we have been planning a magic trip to San Francisco with Karen's 14-year old daughter, Emily. A couple years ago we had a few hours in San Francisco to share a bit of the city that oozes art, rich chocolate, and the sourest of sourdough bread with Emily, and I remember her delight when she realized we hadn't been pulling her leg about the Fortune Cookie factory hidden in an alley. This time we'll have more than a few hours to explore, revisit old stomping grounds, make new memories and I suspect, eat three times our weight in two days. We can't wait!
Nana always started each adventure with us by giving us each a blank travel journal. That is a tradition we keep with Emily on our adventures except now we just get one journal and we all take turns writing in it because it's so much fun to do it together. Tomorrow morning before I pack I will go out and get the journal when I run to Target to get the socks I keep forgetting to get. It makes me wonder how Nana ever got so much stuff done before a trip when Target didn't even exist back then.
We're leaving really early Monday morning. So early that I hope we all make the flight. We'll be back on wednesday and will be twittering and flickring from the road if you want to keep up with us. If you are on facebook, you can keep up there, too. Yes, I still hate facebook but my twitter feeds through there.
If there's anywhere we MUST eat or see in San Francisco, let us know.
*We might have been 16 and 21. I can't remember. It's not a very important detail. We were young and it was sad.
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